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Stotic
Contributed by
Vampire_Slander
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Friday, 22nd July 2005 @ 05:03:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Emptiness without words
echoing steps upon
worn pavement
these stripes of mine
battle scars of life
hardened over time
Icy touch against skin
this is my own
I wonder in night
A nomadic horror
without cause
pushing limits
hasty strides
laying heavy stomp
trembling ground
map within mind
ongoing journey man
speaking with no sound
actions onto others
both kind and harsh
a quiet murmur
an inner peace
one at a cost
moving continually
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Vampire_Slander
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2005-07-22 17:03:25]
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Re: Stotic
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by Vampire_Slander on
Saturday, 23rd July 2005 @ 08:19:07 PM AEST
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| Hrmmm, this poem must not be that popular, no one seems to be viewing it.. |
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Re: Stotic
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by rockergirl94 on
Thursday, 28th July 2005 @ 06:42:16 PM AEST
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To be completely honest I don't really understand your poem. But I will tell you this- even though I don't understand it, your poem still has this chilling effect. It seems to radiate this feeling of helplessness. Maybe that wasn't what you were going for, but that's what I got out of it anyways. Kudos for you for creating a mode for the reader.
-Julie |
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